He waived and giggled, unaware of the worldly troubles. He moved his arms forward, frantically like he was swimming. I was talking to someone but I could see him, from the corner of my eyes, desperately calling at me with both his arms, making baby noises – you know the ones that only babies make and we couldn’t even if we tried. I couldn’t pass at it. Apologetically, I asked for a moment with my company and walked closer to capture this moment of bliss. (Thumki, Kavre)
